The heart wants what the heart wants . . .

When Ryker lifts his arms over his shoulders to pull off his shirt, it’s my turn to admire the view. The lines and cut of his body are pure perfection. I’m fascinated when his nimble fingers quickly unbutton and unzip his jeans without missing a beat. And when he stands up only long enough to kick them off, I already miss the weight of him surrounding me. Subconciously, I hear my mother’s voice, ‘the heart wants what the heart wants.’ And without a doubt, mine wants all of him. The good, the bad and everything in between. I am so far gone, I don’t know if I’ll ever be whole again.

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Playlist – Bound by Steel

Rather Hate Than Hurt by Hinder
Revival by Fisher
Love Don't Die by The Fray
Unkiss Me by Maroon 5
Runnin' by Adam Lambert
Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran
Counting Stars by One Republic
One by Ed Sheeran
Photograph by Ed Sheeran
It's Always You by Kris Allen
Raging Fire by Phillip Phillips
Pieces by Rob Thomas
My Heart Is Open by Maroon 5
In These Arms by Bon Jovi
Remember Me by Chris Mann